Karaoké You Know I'm No Good The Rolling Stones

Meet you downstairs in the bar and hurt

Your rolled-up sleeves and your skull t-shirt

You say What did you do with her today and sniffed me out like I was Tanqueray

'Cos you're my girl

I'm your guy

Hand me your Stella and fly

By the time I'm out the door you tear me down like

Roger Moore

'Cos I cheated myself like I knew I would

I told you

I was trouble

You know I'm no good

Upstairs in bed with my ex-girl

She's in a place in her own world

Thinkin' of you in the final throes

Uh this is when my buzzer goes

Run out to meet ya

Chips and pita

You say When we're married 'cos you're not bitter

There'll be none of her no more

I cried for you on the kitchen floor

'Cos I cheated myself like I knew I would

I told you

I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

Sweet reunion

Jamaica and Spain

We're like how we were again

I'm in the tub

You're on the seat

Lick your lips as I soak my feet

Then you notice little carpet burns

My stomach drops and my guts churn

You shrug and it's the worst

You truly stuck your knife in first

I cheated myself like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know that I'm no good

Yeah

I cheated myself

Yeah like I knew I would

I told you I was trouble

You know I'm no good

No good

No good

No

No damn good

No damn good

You should know

You should know by now

You know I'm no good